My husband is High School 2

The egalitarianism S

"Kak Kinar is beautiful, if Tika is already big, Tika also wants to be like Kak Kinar" said Cantika cheerfully, when they were having dinner together.

"Don't disturb Brother Kinar's deck, finish the food!" sela Nada, while Kinar just smiled in response to the babble of his sister-in-law.

"Bun, tomorrow Satya wants to stay at home, okay?" satya said hesitantly.

"Why the hell, what's the show?"

Satya scratched his nape, "There is no show anything but bun, just want to do it."

"If there is no interest, there is no such thing as nginep-nginepan, mother does not ngijinin."

"Judah!" reply Satya lethargic.

Ando sipped some water beside him, then rubbed his lips using a tissue, ending his dinner.

"Daddy agrees with your mother Sat, if there is no interest you do not need to use any nginep-nginepan event, not good Sat, besides being troublesome, you can also talk less well than others later."

"You understand what I mean, don't you, sat?" Ando spoke up.

"Yes, yeah." Satya replied with a lowered face.

El had glanced at Satria who had been silent since, while stirring his food without interest, not even at all disturbed by the talk of his father and Satya, his parents, unusual for a Satria of course.

After dinner, everything returned to its place, El and Kinar returned to his room, as did Cantika, Ando and Nada, and Satria who was followed by Satya behind him.

"Why do you, run out of energy huh, really no tumben come along just now,?" Said Satya, who leaned on the door leaf with a bad feeling, because the mother did not allow him to stay overnight.

Silent..

Satria was silent a thousand languages, while staring at the ceiling of her room, as if feeling completely unperturbed by Satya's presence.

"Lo heard me say no Sat?" grunts Satya annoyed.

Platyakk...

A pen floated right on target.

"Anjirr, it hurts to go!" Satria rubbed her jidat which felt pained.

"That's good, rasain! anyway from earlier I was talking, not responding to the responses, feeling the same talk my wall!"

"Lo don't know how I feel right now Sat, I'm so upset!" reply flagging.

"Crazy, seriously? looks like this can be upset as well?"

"Ck! hard to believe." Satya lifted Satria's chin, shaking her head.

"Lo thinks I'm fuckin', I've got heart times too!" reply Satria while brushing Satya's hand that grips her chin.

"Ok, now you tell me, what makes a Satria Aji upset like this?" said Satya while sitting on the side of the bed that was being sat by Satria.

"Adel mutusin me!"

"Wohooooo's..Amazing girl's! I became curious about the girl whose name is Adel, rich what the hell he is, so that my brother the beloved Playboy, can be this crazy, crazy! cool bad." Satya clapped her hands.

"Gue loves her very much Sat, I swear!" his reply looked sad and there was not the slightest joking tone.

"What if I could know, why would he killusin elo?"

"She saw me again the same way as Mira yesterday, and damn she did not want to hear my explanation, and I immediately mutusin it!"

"Ck, you're patient, bro, I'm sure this is karma for elo, because it's been playing with the feelings of girls continue."

"Part of me wonder the same elo, you actually descendant who the hell, the feeling of the father of the person is only loyal to one girl deh, namely mother, lah elo same dozens of girls, crazy! sometimes I don't understand the same way of thinking."

"Gue tell you, mendingan lo cepet-cepet penance deh, Insyaf bro, before your death arrives!"

"Anjirr, you bad brother ngedoain me to spit-spet dead, damn it!" Satria snorted in annoyance.

"Well, this is the ugly attitude of Satria Aji, I tell you the truth even suudzon you are like me, lo!"

"Karmic napkins know your taste!" Satya left him.

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"Here you are, sleeping next to me," patted the side of the mattress next to him.

Kinar.

"Lo budek's! don't hear me talking?" el garang.

"If you feel afraid of me anything, mendingan you throw away your mind that, because it will not happen."

Without saying anything, Kinar immediately climbed into the bed, pulled the blanket up to the neck, then closed his eyes in a backward position.

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The breakfast event this morning was so calm, Satria's excitement from afternoon until this morning apparently still continues, and had an impact on his mouth that stopped babbling.

As for Satya, he just stared at El and Kinar for a while and then ate his breakfast in silence.

Ando and Cantika left first.

"Entar malem ajakin Kinar streets yes El, yes Count for introductions, so you feel closer and familiar, and want one more message mother, do not flat-flat so a guy, so you feel closer and familiar, and want one more message mother, do not flat-flat so, kasian your wife El." said Nada when El was about to heat his motorbike.

"Yes bun!"

"Don't ya-iya doang, did not do it?"

"Ok bun yes."

"Jaudah mother kedalem first, watch out! wait for Kinar, anterin to get to work, make sure he's safe there."

Soon Kinar came out with his bag, ready to leave.

El who was about to ride his bike, suddenly flinching then turned to look towards Kinar who today looks much different from yesterday.

"Lo sure you want to work?"

"With a skirt like this?" he continued, while pulling the hem of his half-thigh skirt, which featured his wife's smooth white thighs.

Kinar nodded.

"Lo was thinking anyway, if I boncengin lo it's using a motorbike! "

"Keep with the position of you wear a skirt model so, it will make you comfortable, I do not want to know anyway now you also change, wear pants, which are long if you can!"

"But this skirt has to be worn today El?"

"Who requires, is there such a model rule?"

"This is in direct love with my manager, he said today the owner of the cafe wants to visit there."

El laughed cynically, "Then what does it have to do with wearing a short skirt?"

"Say the owner of the Cafe was young, so the girls' servants had to groom it to look attractive!"

"Curtain! what a model's work rules are, not really!"

"Gue doesn't want to know, you have to change, or you want me to stay, right,? and I told you that you're a dissident girl and don't obey what the husband says."

In his heart He chuckles amusedly with his own words, husband? is he really a husband, now?

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After going through a long debate with El, finally Kinar was the one who relented, then changed her skirt using long black jeans.

With a satisfied heart, El immediately drove his wife to work.

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